CHAPTER 45
LUKE WATCHED MACK’S fingers fly across the keyboard as she came up with another permutation to add to the mission simulation program. With two teams on the way to the Middle East, they couldn’t afford to miss even the smallest issue. Her shoulders were rigid with tension, and she muttered under her breath as she stared at the screen. Luke didn’t understand enough about the logistics of the operation to be of much assistance, but he waited on hand, just in case.
“Anything I can do?” he asked.
She shook her head then changed her mind. “Maybe a cup of coffee?”
“Sure.”
He’d put it next to the other two she hadn’t touched from earlier.
When he came back with drinks for both of them, Mack was staring open-mouthed at the screen. With his attention on her, it took a few seconds to
